Humility (Caroline Fry Poems)
Humility, said Lena, as she drewA well-worn glove upon her sun-burnt hand,"Is the best ornament a Christian knows."I think not ...
Humility, said Lena, as she drewA well-worn glove upon her sun-burnt hand,"Is the best ornament a Christian knows."I think not ...
"AH, mock not me! for you have never lov'd, Nor have you e'er, like me, its sorrows prov'd, Nor have ...
In all the land our race was once excelling.In richer regions it e'en now possessesBroad seats and fruitful; but by ...
Sure of Success, to You I boldly write, Whilst Love do's ev'ry tender Line endite; Love, who is justly President ...
The world is not their friend, nor the world's law.Lo where a crowd of pilgrims toilYon craggy steeps among!Strange their ...
Give us, God, to Thee now turning,Fullness of joy, tears full and burning,Of will the full refining fire!Hear our prayer ...
Refining Fuller, make me clean,On me thy costly pearl bestow:Thou art thyself the pearl I prize,The only joy I seek ...
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?Then crouch within the door -Red - is the Fire's common tint ...
Lovingly, working the imperfections the bubbles, the things that don't belong refining, moldings, changing starting anew, the potter at the ...
The scripture revealing, the fires of life, the refining fire of God the fires of the spirit, landing on us ...
The pathway, the narrow way through the fires of life the challenges, the moments of strife the pain, the sorrow, ...
The refining fire, the fire of Pentecost the fire guiding the people by night fire burning, not consuming the burning ...
Through the fires, through the waters the storms of life, God is with us He who created all that is, ...
In the fires, walking through the flames unburned, whole, protected on the journey walking in the waters, in the flames ...
The mask of Sin, its veneer taken on by Christ placed upon him by his will, doing the father's will, ...
Not by water, not by blood, not by a dove descending from heaven they were baptized by a heavenly fire ...
I called her a hero. She blushed, a little bit, demurred a bit, laughed. Because she is what I said ...
In the dark of the empty sanctuary he toiled, alone, refining his skill preparing himself, by drill and practice to ...
I Midwinter spring is its own season Sempiternal though sodden towards sundown, Suspended in time, between pole and tropic. When ...
Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door -- Red -- is the Fire's ...
'Twas after dread Pultowa's day, When fortune left the royal Swede - Around a slaughtered army lay, No more to ...
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